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This chapter was enjoyable, not as enjoyable as 4 but better than one, and it will help me get to chapter 6, so here it is Chapter 5...
* Thank you for reading and reviewing! You guys all deserve Loki for one day Let me go talk to the All-father...*
Loki took Darcy's arm and had her sit down on the ground.
"Sit like your practicing meditation."
Darcy did as she was told, and Loki sat across from her in the same fashion.
"The first rule of becoming a great warrior, is being aware of your surroundings at all times, being aware of your surroundings will eliminate surprise attacks, possible threats and will illuminate possible allies and advantages for you to capitalize on."
"So what do I do?"
"Close your eyes."
Her dark lashes fluttered closed, and Loki stared at her for a moment, his eyes noticing the softness of her lips, but he was on a mission to save her life in the future.
"Now listen to your surroundings. What do you hear?"
"Nothing."
All Darcy heard was the silence of the forest. She opened her eyes to see Loki's face.
"Then you are not listening hard enough."
"What do you hear?"
"I am not telling you Darcy, you must hear it for yourself. Close your eyes again."
She did what he asked again.
"Now focus on where you are."
"I'm in a Forrest."
"Relax your mind. Meditate, and focus on the sound of my voice"
As soon as he saw her visibly relax, he moved on.
"Now tell me what you feel on your skin."
Darcy focused, ignoring how vulnerable she felt with him, yet so safe.
"I feel a light breeze, I feel the warmth of the sun on my skin, but it's not as strong, because of the trees."
"Good, now tell me what you smell?"
Darcy was reluctant to tell him what I smelled, because she smelled the scent of pure Loki. She blushed and Loki noticed, he questioned to himself, why she was doing so. She did her best to tune out his smell, and focus on the other smells.
"I smell trees obviously, umm... fresh grass, horses, and..."
She sniffed the air and caught the scent of water, was there a water source nearby?
"What else?"
"Water. I smell water."
"How?"
"In the air, but it's not rain."
"Great, now tell me, what do you hear?"
Darcy listened again, but this time she heard many things, not just silence.
"The fluttering of birds wings in the tree, kind of high up. I hear insects buzzing around, and moving water."
"How far away is the water?"
Loki asked her, trying to focus on anything other than the fluttering of her hair in the slight breeze.
"Umm... It sounds maybe a couple of miles away."
"Now open your eyes.'
She did, her brown eyes catching green ones. She began to blush from still smelling him, and looking into his hypnotizing eyes.
"Now which direction is the water coming from?"
"I don't know?"
"That water is coming off the water, which direction is the wind coming from?"
"To my right."
"You must learn to use your environment to your advantage, but first you must learn to fight..."
2 hours later...
Darcy was spread eagle across the grass; she didn't think she had ever been this tired in her whole life.
"Loki, I don't think I've ever been this tired in my life. I can't feel my legs."
He chuckled at her, and kneeled down beside her.
"This is really, only the beginning, your stamina is laughable, and I dare say from earlier a spat, that your reflexes are the same."
"I'd slap you quickly and unexpectedly right now, but that would require me to move."
"So weak. Those S.H.I.E.L.D trainers will have you dead in a week."
"You must remember we all can't have god-like stamina like you."
"I realize that, but this is pitiful."
He waves his hand over her.
"Yes, I know. Just take me home already."
"Can you walk?"
"If I stand up on my legs I will hit the ground again."
He smirked, rolling his eyes; he picked her up, cradle style in his arms. Darcy felt the world spin around her, the feeling from earlier returned, and she turned in further into his body. She opened her eyes, and looked at him.
"Can I enter your room?'
"Yea, go ahead. My keys are downst..."
They appeared in her living room, before she could finish her sentence.
"...airs. Thanks, my room is through that door. Do you mind taking in there?"
"It would be my pleasure."
She smiled at him, and he walked into her bedroom. Softly sitting her down on top of the covers, he sat down next to her.
"Thank you, for everything, even if I'm so sore I can't move. It feels like I've been going at training all day, rather than two hours."
"You have been training all day, Vanaheim time runs differently than Midgard time. A long period of time passed, as only one hour passed here. You should be very tired."
"Well that's explains it. Did everything hurt when you started training?"
"Well I have trained since childhood, but as it became more serious, and Thor gained his muscle things began to hurt worse when I trained."
"Oh."
"You are settled Lady Darcy, I will let you rest, for I expect you to be ready to train tomorrow.'
"You're going to do this again tomorrow?"
"Oh yes, on top of deriving immense pleasure from watching you suffer, in all sincerity I don't want to watch you die, because your superiors want to leave you unprotected.
"They want to take my training slowly."
"Slowly equals quick death. Do you want that for yourself?"
"No."
"Well then you will keep training with me."
He stood up to leave.
"Wait."
"Yes?"
"I want to do something nice for you, if you come back in an hour, I will cook you a real dinner."
"I eat real food."
"Not anything, that is not conjured. Come on, it will be fun?"
"Fun, you think I believe in fun."
"Yes, now whether or not you have any is up to you. Don't be a kill joy."
"Kill joy?"
"You sir, are hopeless. Here's the deal, I'll help you learn Midgardian customs and language that you don't all ready know so you won't be confused, and you train me."
Loki thought it over, he did need some assistance in that area, and in all honesty this arrangement would result in more time with Darcy. He wasn't sure how to feel about her, he only knew that he found her interesting.
"Fine. I'll go along with this little deal."
"Great, be back in an hour please."
"As you wish."
He then disappeared from her bedroom, and she had to figure out how she could get out of bed and into the shower without jarring her muscles too much...
*An hour later*
An hour later found Darcy, freely moving around the kitchen. She had taken some pain medication so she was able to get around. The hot shower she took also helped relax her muscles. She put on a pair of shorts and a black Mickey mouse tee-shirt. She put those clothes on to remain comfortable and lighten the mood. Darcy was very nervous; I mean what was she thinking inviting Loki over for dinner? Wasn't she supposed to want to rip his vocal cords out? She should not have butterflies in her stomach, and she not want him to pin her to the nearest surface all because of how he smelled.
"Lady Darcy are you here?"
She came out of her thoughts, and walked out from the kitchen. He was relaxed too. Dressed in midgardian clothes, he looked... like a normal guy. Black tee with a v cut neckline, a pair of dark jeans, and standard shoes. He was very good-looking... Crap.
"I'm in trouble."
She whispered to herself, forgetting that the person she was mentioning was the person was she was standing in front of.
"Come again?"
"I said, welcome... Again... anyways. Come on in the kitchen, we are going to cook us up some food. I hope you like chicken nachos. I figured they are easy to make, and they taste good. You will like it. Now first we wash our hands before preparing any food..."
Loki was having the hardest (Every Pun intended) time trying to focus on her words. Her creamy skin and long legs begged to be thrown over his shoulder, or wrapped around his waist so he could grip onto her as he took her repeatedly. He had never had this much of an intense feeling for anybody that wasn't hate. Yet, here she was infesting her way into his mind.
"Okay Loki put the chicken into that pan over there. It's hot don't burn yourself."
He dumped the bowl of chicken in a pan, and Darcy came over and spread it out over the pan...
*Later...*
"Do you like it?"
"It's enjoyable."
Loki and Darcy were sitting in the small dining room, rattling the food. Loki did agree that real food tasted better than whatever he conjured.
"So what's your favorite T.V show?"
"That black talking box, I don't use it."
Darcy dropped her fork.
"Oh we must change that! Come on bring your food."
She stood up, walking into the living room, searching for the remote. Loki wasn't sure what to do. Darcy looked over her shoulder, and she saw him looking around unsurely.
"Go on sit wherever you want to sit, I'm just lolling for... Oh there it is."
She stood back up and plopped down on one side of the couch. Loki sat next to her on the other side of the couch.
"Ok so this "How I Met Your Mother"
"You've met my mother?"
He asked confused.
"No, the name of the T.V. Show is called "How I met your mother"."
"Oh, what a strange name..."
*30 mins later...*
"…Come on you can't tell me Robyn doesn't look like Agent Hill."
"She does resemble her, but I wasn't overly fond of the show."
"Maybe you will enjoy Criminal Minds…"
Later...
"Now that was an enjoyable midgardian show. You mortals really have people who do those things to you?"
"Yes, unfortunately it happens all the time. People go crazy and decide to torture and kill people for their own deviance."
"I never realized you mortals could be so cruel."
"Yes, just wait until you see some of our movies, the human mind can be... Creative."
Darcy stood up stretching, the edge of her tee-shirt pulling up just enough to show a sliver of her stomach, and cause chaos in Loki's mind.
"Alright. Are there any questions about what you've learned tonight?
"There are questions, but my questions aren't based of this activity we've done."
She stared down at him, her head turned to the side like a Yorkie puppy.
"Oo..Kay. Go ahead and ask."
"What is the real reason you didn't go on this trip with Mr. Stark and the rest of little Avengers?"
Darcy wasn't expecting the question, and shocked she plopped back down, but she was closer to him than last time.
"Ummm... It's, personal."
Darcy didn't want to tell him that she wasn't good enough to keep around. That her man had decided another girl was prettier and worth his time.
"Well I've shared things with you; I've even taken you to another realm. You could share with me. I can tell it bothers you immensely."
"How do you know? I'll have you know it doesn't bother me, not one bit."
"And now you're lying. I can tell it bothers you to be here with me rather than with your friends."
"It's not being here with you that bothers me Loki, in fact despite your devious tendencies to bug me, I have found this to be enjoyable. What truly bothers me is that he thought I wasn't good enough to treat right and be faithful to. I wasn't prettier than the other girl. Imagine my surprise when I realize his neighbor, who I already had my doubts about, was the one he was seeing behind my back."
"Please do not tell me you honestly believe that whoever she is could compare?"
Darcy played off the tears by pretending to brush her hair back.
"No. I'm fine."
"You're doing that "Fine" thing again."
"Am not."
"Yes you are."
"A...m... Not.
She let her insecurities fall from her eyes, ashamed and kinda pissed she was crying about her problems in front of Loki of all people.
"Mortals are dumber than I thought if he would dare to insult you by dating somebody else that is of lower quality than you."
She looked at him, his face was stoic, but his eyes betrayed the sincerity he tried to hide.
"I'm sorry for crying, I know it was just a question..."
"It was a question I asked. Don't worry I won't mistake this moment for kinship. I'll still, in Tony's words "Bust your Ass" during our training."
Loki's joke had made her laugh long enough to help her stop the tears leaking out the corners of her eyes.
"Great, and next week I'll torture you with the knowledge of children's programs, and just maybe I'll let you listen to some Ke$ha."
"Ke$ha?"
"Oh yes. I'm sure you will enjoy her..."
"Then why do I get the feeling I won't?"
"You'll see..."
*The Next Day*
Darcy thought yesterday was weird, I mean in one day she learned she had absolutely no hope in a real battle, despite what Nick and Maria Hill had told her. She had visited another realm, cried in front of Loki of all people, and all top of all that, she realized that Loki did have feelings beyond that brick, cemented wall.
It was a strange feeling to not want to physically hurt Loki on eye sight; it was an even stranger feeling to want to screw him into next week. Darcy was on edge, and she couldn't help but want him. She thought maybe it was because her body was craving some real attention, and she was latching onto Loki, because he was the only male around.
"Yea, that was it."
She told herself, sensing she was only lying to herself. She got up from her bed and went to get dressed. Darcy wanted to feel sexy, at least to herself, maybe that would help her get her barring around Loki, maybe she would feel better if she had a bit of confidence. A green and black lace set that her mom of all people bought for her was what she put on under a white tank, which was under a red, elbow-length sleeved, cardigan, and a pair of dark wash jeans. ..
"Good Morning."
"Darcy."
Loki wasn't sure how to handle this development about Darcy. He hadn't bedded any woman in a while and he could chalk his fascination with Darcy up to that.
"So tell me, what time would you like to be tortured today?"
"Well looking at what we have left, I say if we skip the training today, we could be done with Jane's work by tonight."
"You're not just saying that to get out of training are you?"
"Of course I am, but I mean it. I'll still give you your lesson tonight. I have to go to the store to get the stuff for dinner."
"I shall let you pass with that excuse, but you better work hard to get this done."
"Hey I am a great worker! A little frazzled at times, but over all I'm pretty damn awesome."
"If you say so Darcy. Now give me a new set of data..."
*8pm*
Darcy and Loki were finally done with Jane's research and both found it bitter-sweet, because they had both found that work took their minds from other dirty things.
"So it is 8 o'clock, you wanna make your first field trip into the world?"
"How so?"
"I need to visit the supermarket, and you need to stop being so anti-social."
"How can I be anti-social if I'm talking to you?"
He knew the answer to his question he just wanted to hear the response from Darcy.
"Well your sarcasm is a great defense mechanism for not getting to know anybody. It's the first clue that you're anti-social."
"You employ sarcasm just as much, if not more than I."
"I admit that people irk me. I still make a concerned effort. This is not about me, it's about you. You, me, and a store. 10 minutes."
He nodded, and left the lab, and Darcy went to her room to grab her wallet.
Store...
"So this is where you mortals purchase your foods and sustenance?"
"Yes."
Loki looked around at the bright area, full of shelves and people pushing baskets on wheels, and wondered what he'd gotten himself into. People looked at him, despite that he was wearing regular clothes.
"Darcy, these people recognize me as the man, who tried to enslave them all."
He whispered close to her ear.
"They do not; they have no clue who you are. They are only starring because of our drastic height difference. Now, we should totally make pizza!"
"I've had pizza before."
"Yes, but you've never made it before. I promise, its ten times better if you've made it. Now follow me."
She yanked his arm, and pushed the cart with one hand.
They pushed the cart through the store, doing the best they could to ignore the looks on the shoppers faces. They really were staring because he was tall. None of them realized he was the god of mischief.
"I need Poptarts. Your brother came to my room about two days before they left and stole what was left of the box."
"Poptarts? Those infernal pastries he wouldn't stop rambling to me about?"
"Yes. I think that's my fault, I was one who introduced him to the taste of them. He ate the whole box himself."
Darcy glanced down the aisle and there were too many people to take a whole shopping cart down it.
"Hey can you stand here with the cart, while I grab them?"
"Why must I stay here?"
"I can't take the cart down the aisle and somebody will take our cart away, then we will have to" start the process all over again.
"Fine I shall guard your little cart."
She smiled at him and darted down the aisle. He took the time to look at the people, and even smirked at a few who dared to stare back. It quite comical to see their faces drop in the embarrassment of being caught.
Darcy on the other hand was standing in the aisle trying to decide on which kind of poptarts to get. Strawberry was already in hand, but she was trapped between the brown sugar kind and the s'mores kind.
"Darcy?"
Her head popped up at the voice, and standing next to her was her 2 week old ex and his apparent new girlfriend.
Shit!
She cursed in her head. She could guarantee this was going to get awkward... And fast...
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